Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

The whole morning passed in such a chaotic atmosphere. In the end, this seating system could not be implemented because Ieiri Shoko was not only a girl but also the owner of a precious reversal technique.

They didn't dare to bully her, but they didn't want to obey the seating arrangement.

Although Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru were two scumbags, they didn't dare to attack her. They looked at each other and then snorted coldly and moved their tables away.

It eventually evolved into:

Podium

Household Glass Tsukiyomi Tsumi

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———— Geto Summer Oil Gojo Satoru

The two of them each occupied half of the space behind the young man.

Ye Moth noticed the strange seating arrangement when he entered the room.

The head teacher was silent

I really can't understand the thoughts of these young people anymore.

"The afternoon class is on the playground. Everyone, please change into your sportswear in the locker room and come gather. Don't be late!"

The last four words were almost uttered through gritted teeth. He and the assistant supervisor had supervised many sorcerers, but they all rebelled after becoming familiar with the rules. No two students had ever been so high-profile on the first day of school.

*

The dormitory and buildings destroyed by the two men had not yet been repaired. Ye Mo Zhengdao returned to the office and counted the repair funds approved for this semester, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the magician's course often damages the playground and teaching buildings, the higher vocational college has been given a special fund for repairing the school.

"Fortunately, only some buildings and roads were damaged yesterday, so it was relatively cheap."

Little do they know that this situation will happen more and more in the future, and this seemingly sufficient repair money can only last for a period of time.

Gojo Satoru: I’m not short of money!

*

"Hey! Do you want to have lunch with me at noon?" Gojo Satoru swayed on Tsukuyomi's chair with his hands, like a big cat acting like a spoiled child.

Xia Yujie slapped his hand away with lightning speed, "It's just right. We're all unfamiliar with the school. Let's go together, Tsujimi?"

Ieiri Naoko also thought it was okay, so she packed up her textbooks and turned around. Everyone had almost noticed the familiarity between Tsukuyomi and the homeroom teacher, but the slow-moving white-haired boy thought he had disguised himself well.

"Sure, let's go together."

*

When everyone arrived at the cafeteria, they fell silent.

It's their fault. They shouldn't have expected so much from the school cafeteria.

Everyone took their own plates and sat down. The three people did not move their chopsticks, but silently looked at the unappetizing curry rice in front of them.

Xia Yujie looked at it carefully, puzzled. Was his memory wrong? Isn't curry rice usually yellow?

What the hell is this green?!

Ieiri Naoko also comes from an ordinary family. Although she may not eat the best meals at home, her food is at least above the average level of ordinary people.

Is this really edible?

Gojo Young Master couldn't stand it anymore, he looked at the opposite side first, and just when he was about to attack, he found that Tsukuyomi was picking up his chopsticks and preparing to eat as if nothing had happened.

Gojo Satoru:! ! !

He quickly snatched the chopsticks from the other person's hand and threw them on the plate, "Xine! What the hell is this?! It's inedible, right?!"

Tsukuyomi looked up in confusion, his watery red eyes looking at the other person angrily. He looked at his chopsticks in Gojo Satoru's hand and muttered, "You are so mean, Gojo-kun, why did you grab my chopsticks? How rude!"

Gojo Satoru was almost laughing with anger. He took off his glasses, revealing his dazzling eyes that looked like the sky. He looked at him with disapproval and shook his head, "I've never seen such disgusting curry rice! How can you even eat it?"

"How can you say food is disgusting? That's too much..."

"Ha! Did I go too far? I'm about to say it," Gojo Satoru looked at the curry rice on Tsukuyomi's plate viciously and yelled at it, "You're disgusting, you're so disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting..."

Tsukuyomi stared blankly at the other person, who was angry at a plate of rice like a child, and did not dare to speak. He pursed his lips and looked at him, hoping that he would not spit into him.

Geto Xia Yu pressed his forehead, unable to tell which was better between the Curse Spirit Ball and the green curry rice.

Jia Ru Xianzi didn't say anything, but just took out a cigarette silently, biting it but not smoking.

Young Master Gojo finally calmed down and waved his hand to take everyone out to eat.

But they forgot that the college was located in a remote area, with no restaurants nearby and no takeout delivery. There was only a store in the city center half an hour away.

Tsukuyomi has never eaten anything good, and he didn't have the chance to taste delicious food in his previous life. The three meals a day in the juvenile detention center are mainly light, without any taste, and easy to digest.

In this life, with the care of Mr. Ye Mo, things have improved a lot, but we only eat in the cafeteria every day. You can't expect Ye Mo Zhengdao to have any good cooking skills.

But it tasted good to him.

and!

What's wrong with this curry rice? He's been eating it for over a decade, okay? How can you say that...

Not only did he eat in the cafeteria every day, but even the meals he brought home during his junior high school years were made by Uncle Kumamoto from the college.

Tsukuyomi lowered his head, his face flushed, and he clutched his hands in embarrassment. He felt a little inferior to what Gojo Satoru said.

Gojo just said that this dish of rice was disgusting, but he thought it was delicious. Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at Geto Suguru and Naoko Ieiri. They also looked like they were choking.

It was as if he had never eaten anything good. The other party was obviously complaining about the food in the cafeteria, but it made him feel like he was also being complained about.

The white-haired boy pouted quietly again, and was rarely angry. He looked at the kitchen in the cafeteria. Fortunately, Uncle Kumamoto was not there. If he heard that the food he made was disliked, he would definitely be very sad!

So he whispered anxiously in the other person's ear, "How can you say that so loudly? It would be bad if someone heard it."

The young master was hungry and tired, standing in a disorderly manner, leaning on Xia Yujie's shoulder, and was pushed away by someone who looked at him with disgust.

"Ahhhh, he makes normal food so unpalatable and he still thinks he's right?! No matter what, I'm so hungry~"

"Keep your voice down!"

"Oh, I can't hear you, I can't hear you"

“I’m talking to you seriously.”

"I don't understand, I don't understand..."

How abominable!

Tsukuyomi was a bit angry at the other party's cynical attitude when he met such a rogue, but no matter what, it seemed that it would only make him angry.

Xia Youjie really wanted to speak up for Zizi, but...

The white-haired boy tried to reason with the other party with a serious look, but he was facing a rogue, so he could only get his eyes red with anxiety, like a little rabbit trying to compete with a carnivore.

I wonder if it will bite if I get angry?

The exquisite and beautiful boy tilted his head back and frowned. Perhaps he himself did not notice some of his little habits.

When I feel wronged, I will pout and get anxious.

Blunt eye tails will turn red...

The two tall and strong DKs stood there lazily, letting the shorter boy opposite them lecture them.

I didn't listen at all

I just focused on watching the boy's lips opening and closing, his soft and moist mouth, and his cute and cute nose.

Ieiri Shoko had just finished asking two senior students for help when she looked up and saw this scene.

Two malicious peers teased another innocent fellow badly.

A person who behaves badly, is arrogant and conceited, and constantly tests people's bottom line.

The other one pretends to be serious and looks polite, but he is probably dirty inside and is actually very arrogant.

Ieiri Glass sighed, not knowing whether she should help him or not. After all, she hated meddling in other people's affairs. It would be so troublesome.

but,

The image of the white-haired boy with his eyes tightly closed and a faint smile flashed through her mind.

Ieiri Glass frowned, then looked over again, only to find that the atmosphere between the three of them was strange.

Like a herbivore targeted by two ferocious beasts